"When it's going, I'm actually starving," Lyra said. Nolan brought out the key and opened it. Celia and Linda rushed inside as the scent hit them — luxurious furniture, chandeliers, fine food.
"Wow. We are truly spoiled," Celia said. Linda nodded. Instantly the two of them put on aprons and went to the kitchen to start preparing a dish.
"It didn't come back with this word," Lyra muttered.
"Well, yeah. There would be no need for that. I don't even know why I wanted to take it in the first place," Nolan said. "But I'm sure a way for me to get stronger is through using a sword. That was the only reason. But no one in the tournament is strong enough to even make me stronger."
"Yes, no one," Lyra agreed. "But still… the life-consuming technique is a terrible one. Celia and Linda still want to face Cora and Sela. What do you think?"
